These worlds are what Nana sees, hears, and feels daily. She wants to share these with you and let you loose yourself in them as well. The stories here are archived and most likely been posted on a previous blog entry. They sit here to let you return any time you want.
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I take a deep breath as I stare up at the dull gray sky. The cold winter air seems to pierce my chest. I shiver involuntarily as I wrap my scarf back in place. "Damn it's cold today." I mumble quietly.
"It's cold everyday." A soft, yet firm ...

“There’s always something, isn’t there,” The words come out more as a sigh than a statement, “Though it does make you wonder.” I turn to look at my companion; she is sitting quietly watching the geese flutter on...